Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

This is the consciousness that his mother, Gu Yunzhu, has always instilled in him when he has been growing up.

Look at how good Fu Nanli is, you can't be worse than him. Look at the life he leads, don't you envy him? If you are envious, you should work harder.

He hated that face.

It has been following him like a nightmare for more than ten years.

Grandma patted his back gently: "Good boy, don't think like this. You have to see the good side of things and don't always dwell on the bad side."

Gu Xiao stopped talking.

Grandma Gu was heartbroken. After all, it was Gu Yunzhu who developed this child's paranoid temperament. She really felt sorry for this child.

Late at night, Gu Xiao was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, remembering that when he was five years old, his mother had taken him to the Fu family's mid-level villa in Qianshui Lake.

The house is large, has a housekeeper, many servants, a beautiful garden, and a large green lawn. The back house is a golf course, and behind it is a lake.

And all this did not have much appeal to him.

He stood in the side hall, looking at the serious old man, his whole body trembling slightly. He still remembered the old man pointing at his mother angrily, "Get out of here with your bastard. If you dare to come to Fu's house again, let Min Qiu When He Nanli sees you, you will regret letting that bastard come into the world!"

They were kicked out and were in a state of embarrassment, because the Fu family was too big and the way down the mountain was very long, while others were small and had short legs, so they got tired after walking for a short time.

When he was young, he asked his mother: "Who is that old man?"

"It's your grandpa."

He was puzzled: "Why is grandpa so cruel? I think other people's grandpas are very nice to them."

Gu Yunzhu turned to look at the mansion looming among the lush greenery: "No one can stop me from getting what I, Gu Yunzhu, like. Gu Xiao, remember, your surname is Fu. One day, you will come back and take back what belongs to you." your things."

"Mom, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of grandpa."

Gu Yunzhu slapped him in the face, "Remember, timidity and cowardice are the last things you should do. You are better than Fu Nanli, the eldest son of the Fu family. You have to fight for everything your mother deserves, do you understand?"

The five-year-old child staggered after being slapped by Gu Yunzhu, and fell on the grass. He wanted to cry, but all he saw was his mother's ferocious face magnified in front of his eyes: "Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry, don't cry! Mom is counting on you, you must live up to your expectations, you know?"

He cried and said he knew.

The past was too dark to be traced back. He pulled the quilt up to cover his face, closed his eyes, and stopped thinking about those things.

The next day, the heavy rain stopped until the afternoon. When Wen Qiao entered Fu Nanli's apartment, he heard him talking on the phone, as if someone was helping him book a flight.

As soon as Wen Qiao entered, Fu Nanli asked her: "I'm going to New York tomorrow. Will you come with me? Do you have time?"

Wen Qiao: "Huh? Why are you going to New York suddenly?"

"If you have nothing else to do, I will ask the secretary to book a ticket for you and give me your ID number."

Wen Qiao took out his ID card from his schoolbag and handed it to Fu Nanli. When Fu Nanli saw the date of birth, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Nine years old, the difference is quite big. His group of bad friends will definitely make fun of him about the age difference, saying that he is old and eats young grass.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Nanli pulled her upstairs: "I'll pack my luggage, and you'll go home to pack it later in the evening and take you to New York."